Faith as the quiet doorway
If we were chatting with one another, I’d probably start here:
I know what it’s like to feel suffocated in by circumstances. I’ve been there when the loss of a job happens or losing somebody close to you.
In those seasons, the old words of “Have faith - it’ll all work out,” seemed to come out of the woodwork, and honestly, it felt hollow at times.
Faith isn’t about pretending everything’s fine. Its not sweeping the hard moments under a rug and hoping it all goes way.
It’s about letting yourself breathe even when the next step isn’t clear.
For me, faith was messy in that I had to teach my self that we were not in any danger. This meant physically unclenching my jaw, finding way to release the tension in my body and saying to myself, even if out loud “I don’t know how this is going other than work, but I trust there is something bigger for me to learn here.”
It became my mantra. It was a way for my nervous system to ease back into steadiness instead of flight or fight.
Seeing Beyond the Single Frame
Grief taught me that what we see is only one frame of a much larger film. After losing my mom and others I love, I went through months of feeling like life had permanently narrowed.
Yet, slowly, moments of unexpected beauty showed up: a kind note from a friend, a dream that felt like a visit, a sudden creative idea.
Maybe you’ve had glimpses like that too. Tiny signals that life is still weaving something larger.
I used to dismiss them as coincidences, but over time I began to recognize them as invitations to look at the magic and connection around me.
Trusting While You Move
Trust doesn’t mean staying still. It means walking forward even while you’re unsure of the map. When I was rebuilding after deep losses, my “steps of trust” were small: journaling when I didn’t have words, learning Reiki, sitting quietly in meditation, talking to my loved ones on the other side.
You’ll have your own version, too. Maybe it is a daily walk to move the stagnant energy, maybe finally calling the therapist, or starting that book you’ve always wanted to write.
These aren’t grand gestures, but each one says, “I believe there’s a life beyond this chapter.”
Making Space to Receive
I’ve also learned that life often meets us at the level of our expectation. When we stay closed, we can’t always see the doors that are trying to open. But when we soften, whether its through breath, exercise or meditation, unexpected help inevitable finds its way in.
It’s in these moments where clarity and peach can also jump in. Sort of like saying “Hey, life is going to be okay, but we have to walk through this path right now to get to the other side of the sludge”.
Walking This Path Together
If you’re reading this and feeling caught in your own hallway, I want you to know you’re not alone. I’m not here to hand you easy answers. I’m here to walk beside you and share what I’ve learned:
The hard seasons are not the whole story.
Faith can be as small as your next breath.
Tiny, faithful actions open wide doors over time.
Maybe tonight you’ll sit quietly and name one small thing you’re willing to trust. Maybe you’ll write it on a scrap of paper and tuck it under your pillow. These are gentle but powerful ways of saying yes to what’s still possible.
I’m here with you. Please reach out if I can be of any support.
-xoxo,
Heather